SASCHA
Sascha stood there, completely speechless as Deimos started to craft him a bow with the use of MAGIC. He didn't know what to say at all as the bow began to take form in front of his very eyes. His dark brown eyes sparkled in the light of the magic from the water within them as he fought so hard with keeping to himself. The bow turned out more, and more, and more brilliant during the course of the creation in a light copper tone of coloration. Carvings on the bow appeared with sun rays that really fit the bows colors brilliantly which made Sascha feel like he was in the presence of a god right now. It in some ways reminded him on that mystical glow he had seen from within that cave back on earth before he had been brought to Caido in what already felt like a lifetime ago, even though it was a year.
When it was all done he was just as speechless as before, blinking slowly before he with rather shaky hands accepted the beautiful gift. Felt the coolness of the wood in his hands and looked at the bow and quiver as it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Did there even exist words great enough to show exactly what he felt about his wonderful gift? He highly doubted that. As he caught himself just silently looking at the gift he needed to say something but all he could get out was; "I.. don't know what to say.." with a slight shiver in his voice. This was to good to be true!
When it was all done he was just as speechless as before, blinking slowly before he with rather shaky hands accepted the beautiful gift. Felt the coolness of the wood in his hands and looked at the bow and quiver as it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Did there even exist words great enough to show exactly what he felt about his wonderful gift? He highly doubted that. As he caught himself just silently looking at the gift he needed to say something but all he could get out was; "I.. don't know what to say.." with a slight shiver in his voice. This was to good to be true!
sanctify yourself
and you will
sanctify society
